You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch

You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch You really are a heel You're as cuddly as a cactus, as charming as an eel Mr. Grinch, you're a bad banana, with a greasy black peel You're a monster, Mr. Grinch Your heart's an empty hole Your brain is full of spiders You've got garlic in your soul Mr. Grinch, I wouldn't touch you with a 39-and-a-half foot pole You're a vile one (you're a vile one), Mr. Grinch (Mr. Grinch) You have termites in your smile (ha, ha, ha) You have all the tender sweetness Of a seasick crocodile, Mr. Grinch Given a choice between the two of you, I'd take the seasick crocodile You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch You're a nasty-wasty skunk Your heart is full of unwashed socks, your soul is full of gunk, Mr. Grinch The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote "Stink, stank, stunk!" "Stink, stank, stunk" You're a mean one, you're a mean one You're a mean one, you're a mean one You're a mean one, you're a mean one You're a mean one, you're a mean one You're a mean one, you're a mean on You're a mean one